She realizes her situation

"What the fuck are you doing?" Audrey yells not moving from her table top position.

"Using your little mouth as a cock sleeve. And i must say, its tight as fuck." Scott laughs looking down at how close she really is to his cock, still glistening from her saliva.

"Why do i always get the fuck boy types?" Audrey mutters to herself, honestly not surprised that scott is the way he is. She doesnt even know him. It seems that she always attracted cocky jocks who think with their dick. 'Wait! Isnt this one of those older freshmen football players?'

"Welp this is where the fun ends, and im gonna get going." Audrey starts, pushing her upper torso up with her hands pushing against the table.

Although before she can get too far, she feels a hand press into the middle of her back, not forcing her back down, but almost demanding her to reconsider.

Freezing, Audrey looks over her shoulder to see James behind her, 'ah shit' she thinks.

Looking back at Scott, she gives a half smile that doesnt hide her dread whatsoever.

"Get to it sweetheart." Scott smiles looking back down at Audrey.